The younger generations of the Yan family are trained in the children's group before the age of 12, in the youth group at the age of 13 to 17, and after the age of 18 they reach adulthood, they can practice freely.

If you use spiritual power, most of these talented teenagers can carry thousands of pounds of weight. But if you only use the strength of your body, it is not easy to carry hundreds of catties and insist on two sticks of incense.

"Yanlan, I won't lose to you...... I will definitely be...... Family...... The most dazzling genius!" A young man beside Yan Lan snorted at Yan Lan with difficulty.

The boy's name is Yan Linghe, fourteen years old. Yan Lan is because of his background, and there is one less word "Ling" in his name.

Although the clansmen ridiculed Yan Lan in every way, in Yan Linghe's eyes, Yan Lan, who was one year younger than him, was his strongest competitor.

Yan Lan glanced at Yan Linghe, and seeing that his eyes were full of the will not to admit defeat, he couldn't help but be arrogant, handed the other party a provocative look, and said in a deep voice: "Then it depends on who...... Hold on to the end!"

Yan Linghe's talent is also outstanding, since Yan Lan joined the youth group, he has been more diligent, and at the moment he is carrying a weight of 1,100 catties, which is only 200 catties compared to the glorious record of the genealogy.

......

Time passes minute by minute......

"Bang!"

Finally, there was a teenager who persevered to the limit, and the dark iron stone fell to the ground heavily, and his whole body was also paralyzed on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the dark iron stone smashing on the ground gradually increased.

"Time is only a little short of two sticks of incense, cubs, hold on. Yan Muxiong is still making the final spur.

However, when the body reached its limit, the spur did not have much effect, and there were fewer and fewer teenagers standing.

"Hmm...... There are only three left!" After dozens of moments, the girls let out a low exclamation.

These three people are Yan Lan, Yan Linghe, and sixteen-year-old Yan Lingshan.

Yan Lingshan was born with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a square face and thick eyebrows, and he was carrying a weight of 1,900 catties at the moment, although there was still a gap of 300 catties compared to the record of 2,200 catties on the family tree. But this achievement is also extremely good in today's family.

"It's been countless years, and there hasn't been a single teenager in the family, comparable to those names on the family tree!"

"I look at Yan Lan, this time I'm just afraid that it will be the same as before, and I won't be able to last two sticks of incense!"

"Yes, did he think that the glory of the family tree was so easy to achieve?"

“......”

On the side of the training ground, many clansmen whispered, and the atmosphere was slightly commotionous.

"Brother Xiaolan, you will definitely succeed. Yan Lingyu clasped her hands in front of her chest, and her beautiful eyes were full of strong expectation. Maybe others will ridicule Yan Lan's failure, but she knows how much Yan Lan has paid outside of training that others can't see.

"Can't fail. Yan Lan gritted her teeth. The purpose of weight-bearing training is to challenge the limits of the body, even if you don't compete with the ancestors on the family tree, as long as the body can hold on to the next moment, how can you give up in the previous moment?

Time was approaching two incense sticks, and the bodies of all three trembled with an amplitude visible to the naked eye.

This is just an ordinary training every day, but the arrogance of not admitting defeat among teenagers makes a boring training become touching.

"Whew......"

Yan Linghe, who was already at the end of the crossbow, roared unwillingly, and finally with a "bang", the Xuantie stone in his hand fell to the ground, and the whole person fell to the ground like a puddle of mud. At this time, there are only fifty moments of difference between the two incense sticks.

Hearing this roar, Yan Lan's body shook involuntarily. Seeing this, Yan Lingyu couldn't help but exclaim. When some girls and elders of the clan saw this, their eyes revealed schadenfreude banter.

"Yan Lan, tsk, he really has the talent and perseverance of his father Yan Li back then!"

"It's a pity that Yan Li has long lost his demeanor in order to retreat, not to mention, Yan Li is still an illegitimate child!"

"The son of an illegitimate waster, no matter how hard he tries, he won't be of much interest!"

“......”

Yan Lingshan's expression was entangled, his eyes were closed, and he whispered in his heart: "Yan Lan stinky boy, give up quickly, and save some face for ......my brother in front of the clansmen."

Being compared to this guy who is three years younger than himself, Yan Lingshan, who has always boasted of his strength, is very unwilling.

"Good boy, when the competition comes, my brother will beat you all over the ground looking for teeth......" Yan Lingshan kept saying cruel words in his heart.

"Whew...... I can't do it......" Yan Lingshan finally snorted, and his mountain-like body fell straight to the ground.

At this moment, time is only twenty moments away from the two incense sticks.

The "Heh......" clansmen let out a burst of exclamation, what they didn't expect was that Yan Lan would persist to the end.

"Dead pig's head, I knew you could do it. Yan Lingyu's heart was beating like a drum.

The onlookers clenched their fists and counted the time with different expressions.

These twenty moments must be the most difficult to support. Every moment of support is extremely difficult. Yan Lan, I shouldn't be able to carry it!"

"Looking at the amplitude of his body's vibration, I'm afraid it won't work!"

"In the family, I don't know how many geniuses want to challenge the family's glorious record, but as a result, nine times out of ten, they stop at the last ten moments. ”

"Yan Lan, if you can't hold on, give up, you will be injured!"

“......”

Yan Lan felt that his physical strength had been completely exhausted, and he relied on the power of his soul to support him. And the strong support at this moment is a great time to sharpen the soul. Hone your will, keep touching the limit, and keep breaking through the limit, and the soul realm can be solidly improved.

"There are only ten moments left...... "The onlookers put away their exaggerated ridicule one after another, and quietly looked at Yan Lan who was struggling at the limit.

"Five moments!"

"Three moments!"

......

"Roaring ......" Yan Lan closed her eyes tightly, her swollen face was flushed, and her muscles were full of green muscles. A roar from the limit shook the hearts of everyone in the heart.

"In an instant!" all the clansmen struck hard in their hearts, and their eyes showed incredible shock.

"Hmm! Two sticks of incense, has it finally arrived!" Yan Lan let out a muffled snort, this stubborn young man finally reached the limit, and his slender body collapsed limply.

"Hoo ......"

The onlookers let out a shock from the soul, and all eyes were focused on Yan Lan, although he was lying on his side in a rather indecent posture, but at this moment, the clansmen all deeply felt a lofty momentum standing in their hearts, releasing wave after wave of tremors.

Quiet, silent, even the most crooked girls have stopped chattering, and their bright beautiful eyes reflect the slender figure on the ground, flashing with a strong shock. Immediately, this shock turned slightly into worship, and even stirred up the slightest ambiguous feeling.

Yan Lingyu had a long mouth and stared at Yan Lan with a sneer, the sweat in the palm of her hand shimmering in the sun. She has always been carefree, but she has almost never been so nervous.

The silence lasted for a long time, and everyone stared silently, without words.

"Brother Xiaolan, it's really successful!" Yan Lingyu muttered in a low voice, although his voice was soft, it woke up many people who were shocked.

"Oh my God! This kid really persevered until two sticks of incense!"

"Unexpectedly, Yan Lan is really capable, and he has erased the glorious record on the family tree!"

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When the ironclad facts are in front of them, the people of the tribe cannot help but exclaim. After all, this kind of glorious record of the Ping family may not be seen once in a hundred years.

The people who can leave their names in the genealogical merit book are all extremely talented people in the history of the family, and those characters, whether they are innate or acquired, are rare to see in a hundred years.

Although Yan Lan's background, because of his father and grandfather, has always made some clansmen prejudiced. But in a family where strength is respected, all prejudices will eventually disappear in the face of real strength.

Yan Lan lay on the ground softly, panting heavily, the scorching sun slanted into his eyes, at this time he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, his eyes slightly reflected the surprised look of the clansmen, and the exclamation came into his ears wave after wave.

"Father, Lan'er...... Finally glorified you once!" With a soft groan, Yan Lan slowly closed his eyes, and his consciousness entered a deep state of recovery.

Yan Muxiong breathed a sigh of relief. Every time he trained, he breathed a sigh of relief for Yan Lan, hoping to witness the birth of a miracle. In his eyes, strength is the best thing to win respect, and only those narrow-minded clansmen will care about the issue of origin. Moreover, it is also a supreme honor for him to have a genius born from his own cultivation.

About an hour and a half later, when the sun was in the west, the teenagers got up one after another. It didn't take long for them to be neatly lined up again.

In front of the team, Yan Muxiong stood awe-inspiringly, his eyes wandered away from Yan Lan for a moment, and then he shouted: "Team member Yan Lan, thirteen years old, carries a weight of 1,000 catties, and insists on reaching two sticks of incense. This achievement means that Yanlan's name is comparable to those glorious names on the family tree, and Yanlan's name will also be recorded on the family tree. ”

"Wow......"

Many team members were in an uproar, and their eyes were fixed on Yan Lan, as if they didn't believe that his seemingly slender body contained such a great amount of strength and will.

Yan Lan felt those surprised eyes, pursed her lips, and smiled faintly, without revealing her arrogance. After all, the journey of cultivation of thousands of miles has only taken a step now.

After a long time, the hustle and bustle of the group members calmed down, and the shock was deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

"Tomorrow morning, you will cultivate on your own, and then come back in the afternoon. Remember, in a month, you will have to fight for yourselves, and even for your family's place in the family, so train hard. Disband!"

Yan Linghe looked at Yan Lan's floating figure, clenched his fists, and said in a deep voice: "Yan Lan, I will definitely surpass you, the dazzling name will crown me!"